Friday, December 17, 2004
Where we go to ComedySportz and I put on pants
I dreamed that the youth group was going back up to see the ComedySportz people again. On the way up, I was in the church bus, but the benches were placed like... RANDOMLY. None of them lined up or anything, which bugged me a lot. Anyway, I was sitting in one seat and Christie was across from me and suddenly I started like swaying all over the place, and my seatbelt kept giving me more and more room until I realized that one side of the seatbelt wasn't attached to the seat anymore and I was like... floating around the room. So I started looking around to find a place to sit, but all the seats were taken or suddenly disappeared, except for this one seat was backwards. So I sat in that.
We arrived at the ComedySportz place and parked somewhere, at which point Christie said I needed to put these pants on. ("Well, I guess I'll just... put these pants on... oh, man! It's the Thnikkaman!" anyways...) So I put them on but I was wearing a skirt underneath and MAN did that look stupid. LOL. So I go outside and realize this looks really stupid, and on top of that we have to walk through this.... MOAT or something that separates us from the building. So, yeah, we wade through this waist-deep water and finally get there. I make a comment about how stupid the pants-over-the-skirt looks so I take the pants off and TA-DA! my skirt is DRY because the PANTS got wet instead! Looks like Christie's idea wasn't so bad after all...
So we go on into the building except for some reason people keep looking for the kitchen so they can get cookies or something. I go in and sit down at one of the tables. Suddenly my dad and Canaan show up and they're both eating these pieces of paper that I had with me. I remember being ticked that they were devouring my to-do lists.
Then the improv people came out and man, were they boring. They all had fake names, too. Like one of the girls was named "Sunset Boilavahd" (LOL, that's how they pronounced it anyway). And the ref was really boring. His name was Stan King and he was like, "Erm.... uh... yeah... let's, uh... I guess you should meet 'em, huh? Um... okay..." I remember thinking, "This is really sad."
We arrived at the ComedySportz place and parked somewhere, at which point Christie said I needed to put these pants on. ("Well, I guess I'll just... put these pants on... oh, man! It's the Thnikkaman!" anyways...) So I put them on but I was wearing a skirt underneath and MAN did that look stupid. LOL. So I go outside and realize this looks really stupid, and on top of that we have to walk through this.... MOAT or something that separates us from the building. So, yeah, we wade through this waist-deep water and finally get there. I make a comment about how stupid the pants-over-the-skirt looks so I take the pants off and TA-DA! my skirt is DRY because the PANTS got wet instead! Looks like Christie's idea wasn't so bad after all...
So we go on into the building except for some reason people keep looking for the kitchen so they can get cookies or something. I go in and sit down at one of the tables. Suddenly my dad and Canaan show up and they're both eating these pieces of paper that I had with me. I remember being ticked that they were devouring my to-do lists.
Then the improv people came out and man, were they boring. They all had fake names, too. Like one of the girls was named "Sunset Boilavahd" (LOL, that's how they pronounced it anyway). And the ref was really boring. His name was Stan King and he was like, "Erm.... uh... yeah... let's, uh... I guess you should meet 'em, huh? Um... okay..." I remember thinking, "This is really sad."
Labels: canaan, christy, comedysportz, dad, sunset boulevard
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